The beautiful girl in the white robe who was sitting alone was slightly stunned, and her face was also faintly worried.

However, Yang Shiqi and Long Yan in the crowd looked calm, and they already had absolute trust in Qin Yi.

In the fierce battlefield, seeing that Qin Yi actually used a basic boxing method like "Overlord Fist" to confront himself, Xin Tang's heart was also happy, this kid was really exhausted.

However, as time went by, Xin Tang became more and more shocked, Qin Yi's internal strength was abnormal, although "Overlord Fist" was simple, it was direct and effective, and every time Qin Yi punched, it was full of strength, and there was no sign of exhaustion at all.

"Boy, you ......"

Xin Tang was shocked in his heart, Qin Yi's overlord fist was not only fierce, but also punched wonderfully, every punch was a flaw that hit him, and after a while, Xin Tang was already a little embarrassed.

"What's the matter, do you think I'm exhausted? Ignorance! Innocence! Overlord Fist!"

Qin Yi smiled disdainfully, and punched out, hitting Xin Tang's flaw, Xin Tang was shocked, and hurriedly surged the strength of the majestic sect to resist.

"Bang!"

Despite this, Qin Yi's punch still knocked Xin Tang back a few big steps, and the huge punch force made Xin Tang's face pass with a touch of pain.

"It turns out that you didn't exhaust your strength, but you just humiliated me with such a low-level martial art?"

Xin Tang roared, trembling all over.

It's so infuriating, this kid in front of him is actually confronting himself with a set of basic boxing techniques, which is a kind of contempt.

Everyone present was also in an uproar, Qin Yi did not exhaust his strength, but deliberately played the low-level martial arts of "Overlord Fist".

After two battles in a row, he was still full of physical strength, and he also used a set of Xuandao basic martial arts to contend with the sect martial arts students of Xintang, how did he do it?

All of them, while shocked, had such questions in their hearts.

"Didn't you say to ravage me? ”

Qin Yi was calm, and his face was light.

"You're looking for death!"

At this moment, Xin Tang was really furious, he originally wanted to ravage Qin Yi in front of Xue Bichen, but instead, he was forced to embarrass himself with a set of "Overlord Fist".

"Qiushui Zhengong - the first style!"

Xin Tang roared wildly, the internal strength of the sect on his body became more and more vast, and with one palm, the internal strength of the sect was like a big river, rushing out from his palm and rushing towards Qin Yi.

Feeling the strength of the inner strength of the sect, Qin Yi didn't dare to hold it up, and he showed his father's steps, and at the same time, the fist technique in his hand was directly converted into "Three Styles of Tyranny".

As Qin Yi used his father's steps, his figure immediately became like a ghost, unpredictable, and Xin Tang's palm directly split into the air.

"Kuafubu!"

The white-robed beautiful girl who had been sitting quietly watching the battle, her beautiful eyes, suddenly became bright, delicate and delicate, and she couldn't help but tremble slightly.

Immediately, her gaze became infinitely far-reaching, as if she saw a mysterious world that ordinary people could not know.

"Qiushui Zhengong - Second Style!"

In the fierce battle.

Xin Tang played the second form of "Qiushui True Gong", and the internal strength of this style of sect is obviously much stronger than the first style.

Qin Yi was not panicked, his feet were praising his father's steps, his body directly turned into an afterimage, and he easily dodged this fierce attack, and the next moment, he ghostly rushed to the left side of Xin Tang.

Then, punch out!

"Tyrant Killing Three Styles - Second Style!"

An indifferent voice, as if from hell.

Feeling the powerful fist wind from the left, Xin Tang was shocked and hurriedly turned around to meet it.

"Boom!"

The fists and palms intersected, and a huge wave of energy qi opened mightily, sending both of them out fiercely.

Equal!

"Qiushui Zhengong - Third Style!"

Xin Tang roared wildly, and with the third form of Qiushui True Gong, he saw that on his tall body, a light blue wave of strength directly emerged, and above his arms, the green tendons of the Dao Dao like earthworms burst into the drum.

Qin Yi, who was flying sideways, suddenly fixed his body, and at this moment, his heart burned with monstrous battle intent, his clothes were hunting, and his head was full of black hair, dancing wildly.

"Teng!" "Teng!"

The seeds of the two major elements of earth and fire in Qin Yi's dantian burned violently.

With the burning of these two elemental seeds, Qin Yi's physique defense and strength all soared to double in an instant.

"Tyrant Killing Three Styles - Third Style!"

Qin Yi followed and struck out the third form of the three types of tyranny, facing Xin Tang, the energy wave like a monstrous wave, as the fists and palms of the two intersected, it was a blue ripple visible to the naked eye, rushing to all directions.

The people watching the battle were hit by this wave of energy and their chests were stuffy, and they were extremely uncomfortable.

"Whoa!"

In the distance, a somewhat old pavilion could not withstand the impact of this wave of energy and collapsed.

The entire huge martial arts arena did not make a single sound, and all the people were watching this fierce battle with their eyes wide open, for fear that if they missed any detail, they would regret it for life.

"That's the end of it!"

Qin Yi shook his head slowly.

"Don't be ashamed!"

Xin Tang roared, at this moment, his chest was also filled with battle intent, and the skin on his body appeared red, like a blood demon who rushed out of the Shura field, and his wild eyes were even more like bloodthirsty wildness, which was terrifying.

"Qiushui True Skill - Fourth Style!"

Xin Tang's red body, like a mad beast, shot out towards Qin Yi, and with all his strength, he slapped through the air and slashed at Qin Yi fiercely.

The huge palm wind raged the audience, and the black hair of the young man in front of him was all backwards, but his legs seemed to have roots, standing there, not moving at all.

"Heaven, Demon, Seven, Formula—First, One, Formula!"

The voice that was so cold that the blood in the body almost coagulated came from the mouth of the young man with monstrous fighting spirit. In an instant, the young man's aura changed greatly, how the ancient demon king, the demonic qi lingered, and even revealed a trace of ancient aura.

"Bang Bang Bang ......"

In Qin Yi's left hand, there was a sound of bone transformation, and the palm of his hand rose when he saw the wind, and in an instant, it rose to a zhang wide, and a trace of ancient demonic qi lingered on it.

"Hoo ......"

The left hand of the Heavenly Demon was wide and fanned towards the crazy Xin Tang, fanning a gust of wind.

The feeling of that clutch is extremely weird, as if it came from ancient times, shattering endless time and space with one palm, and it landed here. The speed of the clapping is also extremely slow, but it contains all things in heaven and earth, no matter how you dodge, the clutch is straight towards you.

With the dispatch of this palm, time seemed to freeze in an instant, and on the stone steps, all the people were motionless with their mouths open, their expressions full of astonishment, shock, and incredulity......

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